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"You'd be a terrible mother," Sanzu says when he's balls deep inside of him and it kinda kills the mood because what sort of dirty talk is that?
Takemichi glares up at the alpha in offense but Sanzu isn't even paying attention to him. He's got his eyes trained down on Takemichi's belly with a fervent gaze. And Takemichi's all spread out on the bed (and that's a luxury at this point since they rarely ever find one to do their deed) with Sanzu looming over him and holding his legs up as he just pistons into him, but he'd halted the best part just to stare.
"I- you'd make a worse dad," he retorts because he's not going to let Sanzu get away with that comment. And it's not like Takemichi has spent a lot of time thinking about having babies. He's not sure if it's a good idea for the kind of life he has going on now. Back then it's been a fleeting thought, a craving he'd developed in his lonely moments but he's too far gone for any of that.
And Sanzu doesn't know shit. So what right does he have? The alpha doesn't know what to do with children either. He's too busy dogging Mikey's steps anyway to even be attentive towards anyone else.
The only reason why he's got Takemichi flat on his back to fuck like a horny knothead of an alpha is because it's their way of handling stress, and it started as an accident that keeps on happening. Like a bad habit that's hard to break out of but it suited both of their needs.
So why stop?
Sanzu usually took drugs and did a little arson for fun, but over the last months, his hobby's steadily changed into finding ways to break Takemichi's mind as he used him in all sorts of ways. And Takemichi will do his best to retaliate but he rather liked letting the alpha do all the work. It shows how desperate he is after all.
The alpha doesn't get offended by his words either. Nor annoyed. He just looks thoughtful even with his pink cheeks and that wild glint in his eyes.
Then he's moving again, carefully like he's afraid of hurting Takemichi but it's only for the first few thrusts before he picks up the pace almost frantically with a growl erupting from his throat and Takemichi's flopping like a fish out of water as his pussy gets turned inside out.
It's so intense that he can't even utter a single noise as his lips fall open in soundless gasps, and drool leaks from the corners of his mouth.
"Us as parents," Sanzu says in a strained voice, brows furrowed and sweat beading down his flushed face, "will be a total nightmare. Our pups will be little terrors."
Takemichi can hardly concentrate on what the alpha is saying since his mind is becoming fragmented, literally breaking apart right now from pleasure; he feels like he's going to a different plane entirely. Like he's taken a drug and is ascending to whatever sort of high he'd get from it.
The slick sounds that feel the room are also so loud and messy, his ears hear the alpha's cock rubbing his inner walls and slamming into him, at the same time that he feels it, so he's overwhelmed by how aware he is of everything in all of his senses.
Then Sanzu is tensing and he gives no warning as he floods Takemichi's womb with his cum. And Takemichi lays there like salted fish as the alpha fills him up to brim despite the lack of condom because they'd been too desperate to bother finding one.
And he doesn't even feel any panic or anger, just content and warm like he's had a full meal. He even has an insane moment when he wants to say, 'Thank you for the delicious meal!'
*
"I'd be a good mother," Takemichi says actually pouting when he's at the bar with Ran. The alpha had invited him out for drinks with Koko. Those two are always trying to get him to go out more and do things since he's in their words, 'such a homebody.'
But Takemichi knows how to have fun once in a while too, however he prefers the quieter atmosphere of their mansion over the flashing lights and blasting music that reverberates in his eardrums, and the swarming people crowding the dance floor makes him more anxious to leave. Seeming to have sensed that Ran had quickly dragged him off to the more sedate corner where the bar is at so they're sitting on stools and enjoying whiskey on the rocks and there's even a little fume of smoke in their drinks.
His tongue is loosened by the alcohol, but even though he's aware of that he doesn't stop talking. Even when he hears Ran choking on his own drink.
"I'd be so sweet to my pups. Making sure they're happy and never alone- I'd buy them all the toys and get rid of all the bullies. No one will dare bully my kids."
And he imagines little blue eyed pups with curly black hair and maybe blond...then he shakes his head and props his chin up on his hand as he rests his elbow on the counter. His head is a little fuzzy but he's aware of Ran's presence and the alpha staring at him. He's just oddly quiet.
"You want kids?" That's Koko who squeaks out the words and he's sitting on Takemichi's other side. He's forgotten since the alpha had gone off somewhere to check something but he's retuned sometime when Takemichi had been talking.
He shrugs. "I was just saying."
And he's honestly never put a lot of thought to it but ever since Sanzu's said that he couldn't get it out of his head. It was like a direct challenge for him, so he'd subconsciously treated it as such.
"Well," Ran says after that and his voice is an octave lower and he's moving closer so his seat is right up against Takemichi's and their thighs are flushed. "If you ever need an alpha to-"
Whatever the alpha had been trying to say cuts off so abruptly that he glances over at the man with furrowed brows. A little concerned.
The expression on Ran's face is stiff and he's looking way off to the distance with narrowed eyes.
"What?" He mumbles, not loud enough to be heard over the music so he hits the alpha's arm to get his attention.
"Ah," Ran clears his throat. "I thought I saw someone. But as I was saying, if you ever need a baby daddy, there's a group of alphas at your disposal." His voice is sly and Takemichi rolls his eyes.
"No, thanks," he says dryly.
"Ran's right you know," Koko drawls out on his other side and he's leaning in too so Takemichi is stuck between two alphas who seem to have forgotten what personal space means. There's coconut coming from Ran and jasmine from Koko, and his head is getting fuzzy from more than just his drink.
He tries to lean away from them to get some clear air but he's stuck in the middle with no way out.
"I- I don't know," he says doubtfully. "I don't actually want to get pregnant, I was just-"
"That's fine too," Ran says hastily but then in a more smooth like honey voice, "there doesn't need to be any attachments. But I'd show you the world of a lifetime."
Then his hand is resting on Takemichi's thigh and squeezing it.
Koko purrs into his ear, "It's been a long while for us, Takemitchy, I miss you a lot; you were so good for me-"
Takemichi let's out a little whine at the reminder. It's been years. They've been teenagers. And that opens up old wounds, so he's more distressed now.
"Oh, shit," Koko says sounding a little panicked but then apologetic, "I'm sorry, I forgot. Right, it's okay, let's just call it a night and go back home."
"Huh, but we haven't even done anything yet-" Ran starts to protest but Koko shoots him a look that effectively silences him.
And Takemichi doesn't have any complaints because leaving sounds like a great idea, it's all he's wanted to do since he's got here so he follows Koko's lead.
The alpha settles his hand on the small of his back as he walks them out of the establishment and Ran is trailing behind him like a dejected puppy.
*
What Takemichi doesn't expect to see is Sanzu standing there at the front double doors with his arms crossed and a scowl etched deeply on his face and his eyes are hard as steel.
Glaring at them coldly when he sees them entering the mansion.
But Ran tilts his head as he stares at Sanzu and Koko breaches whatever leftover space had been between them so his side is flushed against Takemichi's.
Takemichi's not sure what comes over him then but he breaks out of Koko's hold, so the hand on his waist drops away as he moves forward and he bypasses Ran completely to get to Sanzu. So he's standing in front of the pink haired alpha.
He looks up at the alpha and gives him a dopey smile.
"Breed me," he says, licking his lips. "And I'll show you that I'm a good mother."
Sanzu's jaw drops as his eyes widen and behind him he hears someone cursing before raising a protest, it sounds like Ran, but Takemichi ignores him easily.
"What?" Sanzu says after a moment and his voice is hoarse. But he's leaning into his space so their faces are mere inches apart and suddenly nothing else matters. Because Sanzu is a pretty alpha with a nice fat cock and Takemichi has something to prove and well, yeah maybe he's needy, too, since he needs some sort of comfort. He'd been sad after all.
"I need you to fuck me, " he says shamelessly, taking in the strawberry scent that's becoming heavier. Usually Sanzu has ironclad control of his pheromones but not at the moment.
Sanzu's eyes darken but also become lidded. And he purrs with a dark undertone, "Right in front of them?"
Is that something that Sanzu is into? Takemichi doesn't really mind the audience, mostly because he knows the other alphas and trusts them. And it's not like Koko isn't familiar with how he looks like in the throes of passion.
"Sure," he says agreeably to get the progress moving quickly but for some reason Sanzu's face contorts in disgust.
"No, if you wanna get fucked so bad then ask one of them, I'm not one of your groupies," the alpha says harshly with a venomous bite then he's turning away swiftly to leave and Takemichi stands there rooted to the spot with a cold feeling.
And he bites his lip because he has the stupid urge to cry.
"What an asshole," Koko says, sounding truly irritated, and he grabs Takemichi's arm and turns him around to cup his face, then he clicks his tongue sympathetically as he caresses his cheek tenderly. "I know he's pretty, Takemitchy but he's not the one for you; an alpha that treats you like Inupi is the only one you should ever settle for."
Takemichi sniffles. "Inupi," he whimpers. He misses the alpha so much but he doesn't even deserve to think about him. Since he's chosen to abandon him for this lifestyle just so he'd be able to follow Mikey.
"Yeah, I know," Koko says sadly, staring at him with glassy eyes, and he's petting Takemichi to comfort him. "Me too," he says meaningfully in a soft murmur. It's the most openly vulnerable he's been in years. If at all.
And his heart aches.
"Well," Ran speaks up after that, sounding a little uncomfortable. Takemichi's forgotten the alpha was still here but he turns his head to look at him.
The purple haired alpha's expression is hard to read but there's a glint in his eyes. "Like I said, if you ever need an alpha you have a whole group of them at your disposal, any one of us would be willing to breed you. Especially me."
Takemichi flounders. Koko releases a sigh of exasperation and his pheromones give out how aggravated he is.
"Shut up, Ran, now is not the time-"
"Oh, I beg to differ," Ran says over him and he's stepping in so he's right next to Takemichi, too. Then he grabs Takemichi's chin with his long and slender fingers, and smirks down at him. "Why does it have to be Sanzu, hm?"
'Because it's easy,' he wants to say because it's what he'd believed. He doesn't try anything with Koko because he's sure it'd just end up with him crying all over the alpha nonstop, and if he wanted something with no ties to his past that'd fuck him over, he honestly should've gone to one of the Haitani brothers.
But he's always felt like they'd paid a little too much attention to him sometimes, like they were eager and interested and that's not a bad thing, yet it scared him. So he'd gone to the one person who's treat him like he wasn't worth anything and had no expectations that would never mess with his head or his heart.
He just wanted an unattached fuckbuddy and it wasn't like he had planned any of this out either. It just worked and he realized that he did need some release after all.
Ironically, Sanzu was the safest option for him.
He averts his eyes because Ran's gaze is definitely seeing right through him with his perceptiveness.
"Because he hates me," he whispers truthfully. The alpha treats him in the opposite way of the last person he ever loved and it's safer that way because then he won't get any notions in his head.
There's a long pause after that; he senses Koko tensing and Ran's fingers dig into his skin briefly before releasing him.
"You look real sad about that," Koko mutters. And Takemichi really wishes he hadn't because then he would have continued to be blissfully oblivious.
Yet it still had hurt anyway when he hadn't even been fully aware.
So it hurts worse now.
*
Arms stretched out on front of him as he arches his ass back, is not a position he thought he'd find himself in again, almost like Sanzu didn't just slutshame him so recently before walking away in disgust.
Now the alpha is pounding into him relentlessly and it's not any different since the alpha has always been so rough with him, but there's something almost possessive about the way he's holding onto Takemichi's hips.
But he tries not to focus on that because it's stupid to try to find things that don't mean anything in the end. Sanzu is just like any other alpha is all. So he ignores the twist in his heart and fluttering in his stomach and just enjoys what's being given to him.
"-not inside," he manages to say through the high pitched noises he lets out. His voice is breathy so he's not sure if the alpha had heard him.
But the alpha is quick to pull out after that, leaving Takemichi empty and cold as he lays there wondering if the alpha is going to do that thing where he tortures Takemichi for a moment by denying him what he wants before fucking him with wild abandon.
Yet he waits and waits there on his hands and knees until the silence draws out and becomes tense and uncomfortable, shifting the mood.
Tentatively he turns his head to look back. Sanzu is staring at him with an unreadable look on his face, borderline cold, but his eyes are gleaming in dechiperable displeasure. It has Takemichi's gut clenching uncomfortably.
"W-what?"
Sanzu's face muscles spasms like he's trying to control his expression but he inevitably gives in. He practically snarls out, "If it was Koko you'd let him cum in you, won't you? Or even Ran, or just both of them at the same time. You're greedy after all."
Takemichi quickly gets up, scrambling so he's no longer baring himself fo Sanzu and he hugs himself once he's farther away on the bed as he stares at the alpha incredulously, and he can't wipe away the hurt that must show on his face too.
This is why he doesn't want to be attached to anyone or have any sort of expectations.
He'd grown used to Sanzu's hatred then tolerance, but he's still not as guarded as he'd like to be. He's supposed to be as cold-hearted as the rest of them, but his heart is still a warm beating thing.
And he doesn't appreciate the implications of the alpha's words; the blatant slutshaming again when he never cared before. So he glares at the alpha as he settles back on his new spot on the bed, then he pulls up a blanket to cover his lap.
"If you don't like that then let's just not do this anymore; I'm not forcing you to fuck me," he says, trying to sound nonchalant but there's heat rushing in his veins, and his heart pierces. He's not sure what's gotten into Sanzu either. He usually doesn't care about Takemichi's business at all unless it's his performance as an executive.
But Sanzu has no such regard, because he's not on the same wavelength at all as he breaches the space that Takemichi created between them and crawls until he's right in front of Takemichi's crossed legs.
And Takemichi stays put because he doesn't want to show that he's intimidated and narrows his eyes at the alpha. Sanzu just stares at him without blinking, his gaze dark, and heavy.
"You'd love their pups more than mine," the alpha says quietly.
Takemichi doesn't react because he's not sure how to. He's just heard the most ridiculous thing in his life but Sanzu is acting as if he's said something completely serious.
Then he just laughs. Its not a nice sound as he pulls on strands of his hair from his bangs before scrubbing his hand down his face.
"Let's get one thing straight here," he says, his tone giddy but dark and he stares at Sanzu with a sharp smile, "I will love my pups because they're mine. I don't give a fuck who sires them."
And it's the truth. Because he's that sort of possessive.
And it's not like he's in love with anyone enough to have favorites. "You're right though," he says into the lingering silence as he glances away because he doesn't want to see the alpha's face even though he can still make him out in his periphery.
"I'd make a terrible mother."
Because it's not who he is. He doesn't know what to do with pups. Not in this environment and wouldn't everything be more complicated?
And he'll try his hardest but he'd just fail in the aspects that it took give his imaginary pups a normal life. So no, he doesn't want pups.
"...why does any of this matter to you?" He asks after that because the alpha is silent. He's not sure if he really wants an answer though, sometimes with Sanzu it's better to be ignorant about things. Getting too close will get you burnt.
"I want to see you round with my pups," is something he never expected to hear and his jaw drops in shock before he quickly snaps it shut to compose himself as he focuses back on Sanzu.
The alpha's brow is furrowed and his jaw is clenched. "I don't know why, maybe it's an animal instinct because you're the only omega around but you got those breedable hips and I can't stop thinking about it."
"Well," he clears his throat and his face is actually flushed. "That can't happen anyway."
That's such a bad idea. He and Sanzu can't even understand each other on a regular day. And the alpha had been right, they'd be a nightmare for parents and their pups little terrors.
But then he smiles without any reservations. "Little Sanzus and Hanagakis, do you think they'd get along?" It's amusing to imagine any Sanzu lookalike being all sweet and stuff to someone that looks like Takemichi.
It'd be like a weird dream. But it causes his heartbeat to pick up the pace and stomach to flutter.
Sanzu snorts, sounding amused, but something else that Takemichi can't place so he stares at the alpha to observe him.
The alpha smirks at him but somehow it just makes his face all soft. "You'd be surprised," he says vaguely, and it sounds like a promise but before Takemichi can try to grasp an understanding, he's being pulled in and there's lips on his mouth.
They've kissed before but nothing as chaste as this so his eyes widen as he stills and he can see that Sanzu is staring at him through lidded eyes. Almost tenderly so. But it must be his imagination.
Because there's no way that Sanzu Haruchiyo holds any ounce of affection for him.